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Last I left off, Walt was hustling Minnie to the restroom.
Well, once you leave the security area, you have to jump on the tram thing to make it to the gates and of course, that's were the restrooms are located. As soon as the rest of us are through security, we jump on the next tram to make sure Minnie made it ok. Joe goes into the restroom and finds a smiling Minnie washing her hands. "I made it, Daddy!", she tells him.
It's close to 12pm and although we had a rather large breakfast at O'hana, we decide to eat a small(ish) lunch at Burger King. Oh yum-o! I'm not a fan of the King. Their food is questionable, albeit, not as questionable at Mickey D's. What up with the meat patties? They often have a grayish/brown tone.
Little EE is still asleep. Sorry, EE, no lunch for you. I grab him some applesauce and chicken strips, in case he gets hungry on the plane.
We finish up said small(ish) lunch and start to head for our gate, which should be boarding in 30 mins or so. We're all taking the short walk to the seating area and we find an empty isle and sit. We're all hear, except Waldo. Ok, we must have walked maybe 800 ft. and now he's missing, AGAIN! I send out the search party. We don't really have time to mess around with this. Joe goes back to Burger King and Walt hits all the restrooms. Still, no Waldo. They get back on the tram to see if he went back to the shopping area. Joe and Walt don't have their boarding passes, so they don't want to go too far back. They turn around and head back to the command post. Still, no Waldo insight. Ok, I'm thinking, I'm tired, I'm getting on the plane and if Waldo misses his plane, oh well. I wait for no one!
Our planes starts boarding.... group 1.... group 2.... Now, we're group 6, so we have a few minutes until they call us. Group 3... group 4.... group 5.... We all get up and start walking over to the line, knowing we are next and whattya know.... THERE'S WALDO. He was standing over by the line the whole time!!! GRRRRRR!!!! Oh, he says, I thought you saw me walk over here. Thank heavens this trip is over!
We board the plane and Little EE wakes up. Oh no! Where's the cough syrup? I must medicate the kid..... C'mere little EE, time for some yummy, happy medicine. Yeah, I medicated him. Don't flame me, it's only for the sanity of my fellow passengers! BTW, it fails to work.... he stays awake the whole flight.... minus the last 30 mins!
We walk onto the plane and ewwwww! This plane is stinky and dirty. It seems they did not have enough time to clean it. Our seats are full of potato chip crumbs and the seat backs have trash. Where are our beautiful little bundles of blankets and pillows, like the flight to MCO? Of course, I decided not to bring the kids they're blankets, 'cause I figured, they could just use the plane blankets. Sorry, the flight attendants say, we're out of blankets and pillows. What??? Just great! I'm sure 1st class got blankets AND pillows.
We're sitting 6 of us across and Walt is sitting in the row infront of us in the window seat. Next to him is a British girl with her mother and across from them is a single woman and the British womans 2 other children, boys.
We're told to hurry up and get settled, our flight is late taking off. We leave about 10 minutes late and are up in the great blue sky, uneventfully, thank goodness!
They start the beverage service and this is when someone pisses off the flight attendant. NO.... it wasn't Waldo, but very entertaining! The British woman (further known as BW) asks the flight attendant (FA) to take her trash, that she brought on the plane with her. Hello??? Lady why didn't you dump it before you boarded? The FA tells her, she is serving right now and will come back later for trash. Well, the BW gets irate with the poor FA and starts telling her to "TAKE THE TRASH!" The FA says, "I cannot put trash on a cart that I am serving from." The BW tells the FA not to speak to her with that tone and so on and so forth.... I was great. It finally ends, when the FA takes the trash, and passes it over the cart, to the other FA and says "TRASH!" I loved that FA for keeping her cool and even smiling the "mean smile" ala Utahmama at the BW and the FA even apologized! She is good people, the FA, that is.
After that episode, I should have known this family was going to be trouble. The little girl starts turning around and peeking at Minnie through the sides of the seat and they start playing, which is fine with me. Minnie goes to the other side of the plane, with Waldo and Nini and EE comes to sit with Joe and I. Well, the little girl follows Minnie to the other side and now the 3 British kids are sitting in 2 seats next to the single woman. All three are playing with Minnie, throwing their hats over to her and she's handing them back. Now these kids are probably 7-10 yo. I tell Minne to stop, because they are making a lot of noise. She gives me the " , it's not me" look. So, I say in a nice loud voice, "Play more quietly, please!" Well, the mother infront of me is just sitting there. She's probably comatose from having to deal with these kids, alone, for who knows how many days.
They continue this play until it happens. One of the little boys, reaches between the seats and grabs at Minnie's face a gives her a huge pinch on her cheek. I don't know if this was done in a playful way, or what. All I know is Minnie is in tears, her cheek is red and I am furious. I tell Minnie to come sit over with Joe, EE and me. She comes and Joe asks her what happened. She told him the older boy pinched her cheek. Now, Joe is furious. He says in a loud voice, "Don't play with those kids, they need to learn to keep their hands to themselves!" Now, I know the mother heard him, because the kids heard him all the way across the plane. We didn't hear another peep from those kids all the way to California. I guess the mother was thankful someone finally disciplined her kids, cause we didn't hear another peep from the mother either.
We finally land in LA and although we miss WDW, it's always good to be home. Joe calls our limo drive to let him know we've landed and we'd meet him outside of baggage claim. We grab our bags and wait for the limo. Up pulls a black limo. It looks like it just came out of the 80's. It's soooo old school! Joe and I start to laugh. We all jump in and it IS from the 80's. The inside is decked out with neon lights and a sparkly star roof AND there's a big cooler in the middle of the floor, so we all have to put our legs around it to sit. It looks like the limo we took to my prom 16 years ago! The funny has worn off and now I'm a bit piturbed. I didn't pay for a limo from yester-year. Whatever, I'm just too tired to make a big deal out of it. We head home in rush-hour traffic.
On the way home, Walt is on the phone with his friends making plans for later in the evening. It's funny, because this kid who wanted to spend all his waking time with us, now cannot wait to get away from us and with his friends. But, I'm the cool Aunt, remember. I the one who took you to your first concert to see "Garbage" and who took you to see "Blink 182" even though I had the hives! Huh, huh, huh? I guess having kids has taken me from cool to just ordinary. Oh well, I'm ok with it, I guess.
We arrive home and put all the luggage upstairs for sorting, etc. I sit on my own bed, in my own room and feel like the dream came and went so quickly. I knew this was going to happen. It's just like a wedding... you spend months and months planning and it's over before you know it.
I had the best time with my crazy, wandering, dramatic family. And yes, I'd do it all over again, for the love of Disney!
Up next, final thoughts..... and what happended to *our* castle!
Well, once you leave the security area, you have to jump on the tram thing to make it to the gates and of course, that's were the restrooms are located. As soon as the rest of us are through security, we jump on the next tram to make sure Minnie made it ok. Joe goes into the restroom and finds a smiling Minnie washing her hands. "I made it, Daddy!", she tells him.
It's close to 12pm and although we had a rather large breakfast at O'hana, we decide to eat a small(ish) lunch at Burger King. Oh yum-o! I'm not a fan of the King. Their food is questionable, albeit, not as questionable at Mickey D's. What up with the meat patties? They often have a grayish/brown tone.
Little EE is still asleep. Sorry, EE, no lunch for you. I grab him some applesauce and chicken strips, in case he gets hungry on the plane.We finish up said small(ish) lunch and start to head for our gate, which should be boarding in 30 mins or so. We're all taking the short walk to the seating area and we find an empty isle and sit. We're all hear, except Waldo. Ok, we must have walked maybe 800 ft. and now he's missing, AGAIN! I send out the search party. We don't really have time to mess around with this. Joe goes back to Burger King and Walt hits all the restrooms. Still, no Waldo. They get back on the tram to see if he went back to the shopping area. Joe and Walt don't have their boarding passes, so they don't want to go too far back. They turn around and head back to the command post. Still, no Waldo insight. Ok, I'm thinking, I'm tired, I'm getting on the plane and if Waldo misses his plane, oh well. I wait for no one!
Our planes starts boarding.... group 1.... group 2.... Now, we're group 6, so we have a few minutes until they call us. Group 3... group 4.... group 5.... We all get up and start walking over to the line, knowing we are next and whattya know.... THERE'S WALDO. He was standing over by the line the whole time!!! GRRRRRR!!!! Oh, he says, I thought you saw me walk over here. Thank heavens this trip is over!We board the plane and Little EE wakes up. Oh no! Where's the cough syrup? I must medicate the kid..... C'mere little EE, time for some yummy, happy medicine. Yeah, I medicated him. Don't flame me, it's only for the sanity of my fellow passengers! BTW, it fails to work.... he stays awake the whole flight.... minus the last 30 mins!
We walk onto the plane and ewwwww! This plane is stinky and dirty. It seems they did not have enough time to clean it. Our seats are full of potato chip crumbs and the seat backs have trash. Where are our beautiful little bundles of blankets and pillows, like the flight to MCO? Of course, I decided not to bring the kids they're blankets, 'cause I figured, they could just use the plane blankets. Sorry, the flight attendants say, we're out of blankets and pillows. What??? Just great! I'm sure 1st class got blankets AND pillows.
We're sitting 6 of us across and Walt is sitting in the row infront of us in the window seat. Next to him is a British girl with her mother and across from them is a single woman and the British womans 2 other children, boys.
We're told to hurry up and get settled, our flight is late taking off. We leave about 10 minutes late and are up in the great blue sky, uneventfully, thank goodness!
They start the beverage service and this is when someone pisses off the flight attendant. NO.... it wasn't Waldo, but very entertaining! The British woman (further known as BW) asks the flight attendant (FA) to take her trash, that she brought on the plane with her. Hello??? Lady why didn't you dump it before you boarded? The FA tells her, she is serving right now and will come back later for trash. Well, the BW gets irate with the poor FA and starts telling her to "TAKE THE TRASH!" The FA says, "I cannot put trash on a cart that I am serving from." The BW tells the FA not to speak to her with that tone and so on and so forth.... I was great. It finally ends, when the FA takes the trash, and passes it over the cart, to the other FA and says "TRASH!" I loved that FA for keeping her cool and even smiling the "mean smile" ala Utahmama at the BW and the FA even apologized! She is good people, the FA, that is.
After that episode, I should have known this family was going to be trouble. The little girl starts turning around and peeking at Minnie through the sides of the seat and they start playing, which is fine with me. Minnie goes to the other side of the plane, with Waldo and Nini and EE comes to sit with Joe and I. Well, the little girl follows Minnie to the other side and now the 3 British kids are sitting in 2 seats next to the single woman. All three are playing with Minnie, throwing their hats over to her and she's handing them back. Now these kids are probably 7-10 yo. I tell Minne to stop, because they are making a lot of noise. She gives me the "
, it's not me" look. So, I say in a nice loud voice, "Play more quietly, please!" Well, the mother infront of me is just sitting there. She's probably comatose from having to deal with these kids, alone, for who knows how many days.They continue this play until it happens. One of the little boys, reaches between the seats and grabs at Minnie's face a gives her a huge pinch on her cheek. I don't know if this was done in a playful way, or what. All I know is Minnie is in tears, her cheek is red and I am furious. I tell Minnie to come sit over with Joe, EE and me. She comes and Joe asks her what happened. She told him the older boy pinched her cheek. Now, Joe is furious. He says in a loud voice, "Don't play with those kids, they need to learn to keep their hands to themselves!" Now, I know the mother heard him, because the kids heard him all the way across the plane. We didn't hear another peep from those kids all the way to California. I guess the mother was thankful someone finally disciplined her kids, cause we didn't hear another peep from the mother either.
We finally land in LA and although we miss WDW, it's always good to be home. Joe calls our limo drive to let him know we've landed and we'd meet him outside of baggage claim. We grab our bags and wait for the limo. Up pulls a black limo. It looks like it just came out of the 80's. It's soooo old school! Joe and I start to laugh. We all jump in and it IS from the 80's. The inside is decked out with neon lights and a sparkly star roof AND there's a big cooler in the middle of the floor, so we all have to put our legs around it to sit. It looks like the limo we took to my prom 16 years ago! The funny has worn off and now I'm a bit piturbed. I didn't pay for a limo from yester-year. Whatever, I'm just too tired to make a big deal out of it. We head home in rush-hour traffic.
On the way home, Walt is on the phone with his friends making plans for later in the evening. It's funny, because this kid who wanted to spend all his waking time with us, now cannot wait to get away from us and with his friends. But, I'm the cool Aunt, remember. I the one who took you to your first concert to see "Garbage" and who took you to see "Blink 182" even though I had the hives! Huh, huh, huh? I guess having kids has taken me from cool to just ordinary. Oh well, I'm ok with it, I guess.
We arrive home and put all the luggage upstairs for sorting, etc. I sit on my own bed, in my own room and feel like the dream came and went so quickly. I knew this was going to happen. It's just like a wedding... you spend months and months planning and it's over before you know it.
I had the best time with my crazy, wandering, dramatic family. And yes, I'd do it all over again, for the love of Disney!
Up next, final thoughts..... and what happended to *our* castle!
It is always a little sad when the report is over. I enjoyed going to Disney with your family.
There's a Waldo in every family!
your family is gorgeous! although it is sad to come home it is so exciting planning the next trip... your going to love the WL ! 
